Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Outlaws, artist - Dayton Family.
Date of issue: 20.05.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Outlaws |
Where my ganstas at, where my bitches at |
Where my soldias at, where my killas at |
Ya’ll motha fucka’s ready to ride (let's ride) |
Ya’ll motha fucka’s ready to ride (let's ride) |
Dayton Family 2002 |
Let’s go |
Everybody get prepared and ready |
Cause my palms are getting sweaty |
Armageddon is commin and Dayton family is ready, for war |
All my soldias stand tall, fo sho |
I’m givin you what you’ve been waiting for, Bootleg! |
I need a bitch to bleed in beg, sufferin till the end, the whole world is dead |
I’m ready to die, but I’m more eager for killin |
Anxious and paranoid is describing the way I’m feelin |
Niggas is phony like hobos without bologna |
Wanna catch me alone so you can whip your straps on |
But fuck yall, till the day I murdered em' all |
Stack em tall like you be da Paul, or don’t stack em at all |
Bitch you never see me craw, never see me run |
In fact the only thing you see’n is the barrel of the gun |
You need to let off |
Any time it’s getting set off |
Take a deep breath and blow your fuckin head off |
And they got me, said that some niggas is just tryin to cop me |
Bitin the day stoppa make the shit sound slum |
There’s only one Dayton Avenue and one family |
And that’s all it’s ever been and that’s all it’s gunna be |
Fuck Em' |
My objective in this game is squeeze triggers for figures |
So get prepared for the realist shit you ever saw |
Bootleg is you brining the raw? |
The last outlaws |
Come on my niggas is you ready to ride |
Wit some outlaws, outlaws |
With the last outlaws |
Bitch niggas getting used fo sho |
Out Out Laws |
Cause we the last fuckin outlaws |
What bunch of rappers think your ready for war |
Dayton Niggas just walked in the door |
2002 who’s I’ll as you be prepared because we pointing at you |
I be that last fuckin outlaw, cut through your jaw |
Like a motha fuckin chainsaw |
Now in da braw, ain’t no fakin, don’t nobody move |
You get this pump, hear this gage goin Thump Thump |
You shouldn’a jump |
It ain’t no telling where yo body is |
Ain’t nuthin left, Ain’t no motha fuckin rules nigga |
So fucka a breath |
You got me searchin for yo momma house, right down the streat |
Gotta me bustin at the FBI, until they leave |
You got a plan to get away, real shit with no delay |
Till he worries stay, then get away the toupee |
And ain’t no lookin back, Feds got yo ass jacked |
Put you for a stack, then whip you with a black mat |
Motha Fuck your boys, I run through ya’ll like Tonka toys |
Where the gat? |
I’m runnin and gunnin you bitches here on my tomb |
Listen to the safe boom, Let me in this room, and I’m gunna hang you like a |
fuckin Kuhn |
Yo click, them niggas phony, walk em into war and play em like a fuckin stonney |
Dayton is what I’m killin, kill shit and star bettin |
Big head niggas, I beat em down to a fuckin melon |
This is to yo camp, we green, ya’ll some food stamps |
Grown like some amps, Don’t fuck with these state champs, Ughh |
And get prepared for the realist shit you ever saw |
Bootleg is you bringin the raw? |
Come on my niggas is you ready to ride |
Wit some outlaws, outlaws |
With the last outlaws |
Bitch niggas getting used fo sho |
Out Out Laws |
Cause we the last fuckin outlaws |
What bunch of rappers think your ready for war |
Dayton Niggas just walked in the door |
2002 who’s I’ll as you be prepared because we pointing at you |
Come On |
All my Dayton Ave niggas gunna ride wit me |
All my niggas worldwide gunna ride me |
Put yo muthafuckin guns in the sky wit me |
Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws |
All my Dayton Ave niggas gunna ride wit me |
All my niggas worldwide gunna ride me |
Put yo muthafuckin guns in the sky wit me |
Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws |
All my Dayton Ave niggas gunna ride wit me |
All my niggas worldwide gunna ride me |
Put yo muthafuckin guns in the sky wit me |
Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws |
Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws |
Outlaws, Outlaws, Outlaws |